"Senior Sister, look! Those people are so dark. I bet you couldn't even find them at night."
Ying Ming Hao pointed excitedly at a group of people nearby, as though he had discovered something novel.
Following his finger, Ye Hua saw several women strolling around with a group of dark-skinned men dressed in unusual clothing.
"I've heard they're from the Western Region. They aren't the same race as us.
"They say that land is full of savages, and that their bodies are particularly well developed, with unique advantages in certain areas. That's why some women from other regions blindly adore them."
Ye Hua explained with an indifferent expression.
Her gaze swept over the group before settling on the women beside them, and she continued:
"Look at those women. They're probably throwing themselves at those men willingly. Such behavior is an utter disgrace to our South Sea Continent."
As she spoke, Ye Hua deliberately glanced at Ying Ming Hao's crotch. The meaning behind that look needed no explanation.
Embarrassed and annoyed, Ying Ming Hao snorted and retorted indignantly:
"Hmph! What are you looking at? Mine's definitely better than theirs!"
Yet Ying Ming Hao was not even thirteen at the time. Though still underage, he was already as tall and sturdy as an ordinary adult. Given a few more years, he would surely grow even stronger!
"Do none of them wash their hair?
"Why do they all have dreadlocks?"
Ying Ming Hao pointed at their hair, muttering curiously with a face full of suspicion.
Their hair looked like chicken nests swept through by a gale, tangled and filthy.
Ye Hua smiled helplessly and explained:
"I'm not too sure about that. Perhaps it's just their distinctive style!"
A trace of uncertainty colored her voice. After all, she did not know everything.
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